Notice the movement of air around you right now.
Is it a gust of wind strongly felt?
Is it a gentle breeze quite pleasant?
Is it simply still?
Whatever it is, can you say about it - This is my gust of wind, or This is my gentle breeze, or This is my stillness?
This simply is, as it is. And we notice it. Is it not?
Thoughts are like the movement of air too.
Whether they are big and gusty, or peaceful, or still, they simply are.
Who makes them mine? - My thoughts?
What arises to claim ownership?
See that one who is born with thoughts, born only to own them.
Be the one who witnesses this birth.
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